Roses

Last night was the last session of Course One for cake decorating. Whew! We FINALLY got to learn the roses. They are sooooo fun. Now keep in mind these are my first six roses. NO practice before putting them on the cake. I think they turned out pretty darn good for my first time.

Next week we start course two. We will learn Royal Icing and all kinds of other flowers. Like mums, daisys, and I dont know what else. But there are a lot. And in the last week we learn how to do a basket weave with the icing. Can't quite figure out how that works. I guess that is why I am taking the classes. Huh?

Mika - Love Today

Yep, discovered Mika on So you Think You Can Dance. LOVE LOVE LOVE it. I tend to like groups with a very distinctive sound. Like The Cars or Pink Floyd. So in love with this song.

Time to Embarrase "The MoM"

Yesterday I got to embarrass my Sister Susan. TODAY.....I get to embarrass MY MOM. I am laughing just typing this because I KNOW she is going to have a kinipshion fit when she opens this post. Bwaaahahahaha........

This is a Layout my mom did of my daughter Jenni. This is not the embarrassing part as I think her layout is awesome. She did an amazing job. Kudos to you mom!!!!!


Now this is the embarrassing part. See, I never really knew my mom checked my blog. Never leaves a comment for me. So, today she emails me this in response to some of my recent posts. Gotta love her!

"Now I am old but some things I do remember and that was how your dad and I chose your name.You were named after your grandma Lovinger, your aunt, and me as far as your middle name goes and we could not use Dorothy as your grandmother and aunt we Dorothy Jean and Dottie Jean so for the same initials we went with Debra Jean. It was just that simple and no worse than when you said your new baby sister was going to be Suzanne Kay before we even knew if the baby was a brother or sister and when we asked how you knew you were having a sister you said because I asked Jesus to give me one. Now you have the entire story. Love you.Mom PS Susan isn't going to take to kindly to that awful picture you posted of her. AND for once I like my verison of Jen on the boat in her bathing suit that I did better than yours . My colors match the colors of her suit so that is why would send you a copy but don't have any idea how as I am old and computer illiterate. Love you again."

Ah she cracks me up. She did eventually figure out how to send the picture of the Layout to me. Obviously or I could not of posted it for all of you to see.

Now the rest of the world knows how I was named. (still hate it BTW). And she is right I do like her Layout better than mine. Way to go mom! I just love how she calls herself computer illiterate as that is what Jen says I am. Too funny.

Love you mom! Just had to mess with you today. At least I did not call you my grandma. Bwaahahaha.....

PS...she is sooooooo gonna kill me for posting this. I love it!!!!! Messing with "the MOM".....

Impersonating ME

While on our "Sister Cruise" sister Dawn and I went down to the dinning room to eat breakfast. Sister Susan told us to save her a seat she would be "right down". Dawn and I waited and waited, ate our breakfast, waited, watched Susan's breakfast get cold and waited some more. About the time we asked each other where the heck Susan was here she comes with Sister Kim.

Dawn and I looked up and saw Susan in this hillareous red wig. We were like "what the heck?" as we started to laugh. Susan is walking with kind of a swish sway movement and says "I am Debbi.(that's me)" We were rolling on the floor. It was way too funny. I can't believe she brought this wig just to impersonate me. AND she wore it all over the ship.

Kim on the other hand was following way back looking all embarrased. She tried to tell Susan to take the wig off, don't wear that and had an "oh my God, I can't believe this" attitude. I KNOW she was thinking "these are NOT my sisters and I DO NOT know these people."

The other people at our table, whom we did not know, didn't get it. We didn't care if they got it or not. We thought it was way too funny. Leave it to Susan to do something crazy and unexpected on a trip. I am really glad she left her ugly teeth at home.

Storage Ideas

The other morning I opened the cupboard to get a glass and this is what I found. Now I am pretty sure that IS NOT where the Milk belongs. Seriously!

The other night I finished off a milk jug and put it back in the fridge empty just to irritate Matt. It worked by the way. So I thought for sure Matt put this in the cupboard to irritate me. He swears he did not do it.

Then I got to thinking. The night before I had poured myself some milk. I went back to get more and it was gone. I wondered how it could disappear so fast. Bottom line........I am pretty sure I did it. What a dumb a**.

clown cake

Yep! Made me a cake. A couple co-workers and myself have been taking cake decorating classes at a local craft store. We have been having a great time and learning so much. Last night we learned how to do star flowers (mine need some serious practice), shell boarders and these oh so cute clowns. I just love them. they have so much personality.

When I got home there were 5 young adults in my house. The cake pretty much got devoured. And here I promised a couple people at work I would bring them a piece. I do have two small pieces left.

I had ONE bite. Just to see how it tasted.I don't have an oven so I made it in the toaster oven. It worked. The cake tasted great. Not dry at all. Don't worry too much. I promise Jen's wedding cake will be made in a real oven.

SIStv challenges

Scrap in Style TV had a bunch of challenges going for those of us that could not go to CHA summer. I am all for challenges so I jumped right in. Nikki did too. Won't surprise me if she wins one of the challenges. This layout combined a couple of challenges. Use something clear, use circles and use two different colors of paint. I painted the scalloped background on my layout.

This was my favorite from this weekend. The challenges were to do a layout using an entire package of embellishments. Had to be at least 5 of them in the package. Create a layout of a size you have never done before and use an office product on it. so I did a 6x12. And, scraplift one of the SISters. I lifted the fabulous Nikki.

This was Nikki's challenge she posted. Use at least three different fonts on your layout.

The grand opening of The Scrappery was on Saturday. It was tons of fun. Brenda, Joy and I hosted make n takes all day. We had food for everyone and prizes. Everyone got to pop a balloon to see what kind of discount they were to receive. We even hopped over to the ELI crop and gave away some prizes to those ladies. Some of them won free crops.

Baeked another cake last night in my toaster oven for class tonight. We will see if it tastes any good. We are making clowns on our cakes tonight. Might be tough. Wish me luck.

Dog Pile, Kid Pile, Whatever!

The other day I opened one of my picture folders and found this picture. It makes me smile. Yes, it was a long time ago picture. But I love the fun memeory it brought back. When life with the kids was easier and not so grown up.

Thats Justin on the bottom, Heather's new boyfriend at the time. I think this was the first time I had met him. He is really nice. They are still together. And thats Heather on top of Justin. Heather is Brenda's daughter but I am her other mom. It's been fun watching her grow into a great young woman.

Pat is on top of Heather. Heres where it gets a little confusing. Pat was Heather's first boyfriend ever. Heather and Pat have always had a fun relationship. They usually end up wrestling and just playing around. Now, Heather is a tought girl. She can hold her own with Pat. That makes it more fun for him. I believe this day was the first day Pat had seen Heather with Justing. Forgive me if I am wrong but I think there may have been a little awkwardness going on. Not sure.

Jen is on top of Pat. (more confustion here) Jen and Pat started dating shortly after this picture. This was back when Pat was a little more normal than he is now. I learned the guy is somewhat intense and a little out there.

Rachel is on Jen. Rachel is/was Jen's bestfriend. Since graduation we have not really seen Rachel. She will call when she is fighting with her boyfriend. Other than that she's not around.

Casey is the child on the top. As usual. Casey somehow always comes out on top. She is just the cutest ever. Oh, and that is Ginger on top of Casey.

Some people would call this a Dog Pile. I call it a Kid Pile. Or Whatever!

Boys Are Dumb

Sunday I was sitting at the computor minding my own business. Matt and his best friend, Brian,are out on the back deck doing who knows what. I was not really paying attention. But then I hear what sounds like two brothers bickering. This could not be happening. So I try to listen. I say try because I really am hard of hearing.

This is what I do hear.

"tap tap tap" giggle giggle
"STOP it"
giggle giggle tap tap tap
"Gimmie that"
tap tap tap tap giggle
"STOP" (insert profanities here)
LOL LOL whack whack

Ok, I gotta see what they are doing. I see matt with a stick about 4 feet long sitting in one chair with this devilish look on his face. He is whacking the stick on Brian's leg over and over again and laughing.

Brian, of course, is trying to stop him but giggling too. They both have grins from ear to ear. The harder Brian tries to stop him the fiercer Matt becomes. Matt was REALLY whacking him hard. Over and over. I could not believe they were doing this and enjoying it. But they were. They were having FUN.

The wierder part about is it they are both 21. Not two little boys. Grown (well trying to grow) men. I have never raised boys but doesn't this stop at some point in the growing process? I mean, are boys always this way? Watching them, I realized that I really am glad I only had one girl.

Boys are dumb!

Scene of the Crime

We finally made it up to Michael's home last night to check out the back yard. Yes, this is going to be "THE PLACE" Jennifer gets married. It's fabulously perfect. We figured out where everything is going to be placed. And, came up with a really cool idea for decorating. Mary Gail is in charge of making sure the decorations are perfect. She is going to do a wonderful job. However, we just made it a little more detailed. So now we gotta call in the big guns. Curtis..........get ready........we got a big job for you if you so choose to accept it.

I am getting more excited now that we have been to THE place. It was getting dark last night by the time we arrived. I should have taken pictures. All I can say is PERFECT.

The Crucible

I went searching on the internet yesterday for information on what a Marine Recruit has to go thru on thier last task before becoming a Marine. The last task, test, torture, a recruit must endure is "The Crucible". So far this is the only part of "The Crucible" I can find. Pretend you are a recruit, in the last test of becoming a Marine. 48 hours of no sleep and all of a sudden you must also endure this.

This is so well written I could imagine what Jennifer will be thinking and going thru. It made me cry yesterday when I read it. It made me cry agian this morning. Just imagine how she will be feeling. And you, if it was you doing this.

This takes place on the base Jennifer will be at for Boot Camp.

PARRIS ISLAND, S.C. -- It's 3 a.m. and Marine drill instructors interrupt your beauty sleep by slamming the door to your hut and yelling for you and your fellow recruits to get out of the rack, get your gear on and get outside -- NOW!

For the past 49 hours, you have had little sleep, little food, and you and your team have endured a physically, mentally and emotionally challenging test. You have been participating in the Crucible -- the culminating event of Marine Corps basic training.

Now it's almost over. By 8 a.m., your company will be on the Parade Deck of the Marine Corps Recruit Depot here, receiving the insignia with the symbol of the Marine Corps -- the eagle, globe and anchor. There's just one more hurdle to leap: a nine-mile road march.

At 3:45 a.m., the company assembles. Your feet and muscles hurt, but other recruits limp into place, too. No one quits. Everyone wants to finish. The end is close enough you can almost taste it. You shoulder your backpack and weapon and clap on your Kevlar helmet. Then you check your teammates' equipment. One last slug from your canteen and you're ready.

One of the drill instructors says that at least the weather is decent, and you have to agree. There hasn't been a drop of rain during this Crucible, and the temperature has gone from the upper 40s to the mid-80s. Right now, the temperature is in the 60s. It's humid, but nothing like when you got to the South Carolina lowlands 11 weeks ago.

That, you recall, was the last time you had any individuality. Since then, you have been addressed as "recruit." You've had to begin every sentence with "Sir, this recruit would like to know ... ." You have learned to hate the word "recruit."

The company steps out at 4 a.m. The pace is fast and the "accordion effect" occurs as the 481-member formation marches. Gaps appear and recruits have to step out quicker to close them. The march becomes easier as your sore muscles stretch. You watch some poor devils, obviously with blisters, try to find a way to walk that doesn't tear at their feet.

You notice Navy corpsmen, carrying at least 50 pounds of gear, checking out recruits who seem to be having difficulty.

It's still dark. No one speaks, as if the effort might be too much. Actually, though, talking's not allowed. An hour and a little over three miles later, the formation stops. As you drop your pack, you notice sweat has soaked through everyone's BDU blouses. You've got a 10-minute break, to hit the head and drink more water. Some recruits sit on their packs and check their feet. Too soon, the drill instructors are rousting everyone.

The other platoon takes the lead this time and you really understand what the accordion effect means. Drill instructors tell you to close up. "Don't run," they yell. "Just lengthen your stride." It doesn't work. You have to break into a trot to close up the space.

Again, there is no talking. You focus on the pack in front of you and let your mind go blank. The sky is lightening in the east and you are getting closer to the end of this torture.

A little over six miles into the march, you stop again. Your woodland pattern BDUs are soaked. You suck down some more water and get ready for the final stretch.

It's full light now. You look around and realize where you are: That's the gas chamber! You've marched past here a number of times. You could get back to Main Base with your eyes closed. Everyone trades a few quiet words. "You can do it!" "It's not far now," you say to each other.

The company starts out. As you march you look to the side and see the swamps of Parris Island. Birds are starting to sing and you see white cranes walking through the shallows looking for food. The sun clears the horizon as you approach Drill Sergeants Bridge. Just before getting there, the senior drill instructor starts a Jody call. You and your team pick it up.

"Hey, hey, Captain Jack,

"Meet me by the railroad track,

"With your rifle in your hand,

I want to be a killing man."

It makes it easier to march and takes your mind off those pack straps digging into your shoulders.

As you approach the base, you see two figures off to the left -- it's the base commander and sergeant major. You must really be close!

The Jody calls get louder as you reach the Parade Deck. Folks can probably hear you in Charleston!

Finally, you get the order to halt. The road march is over. You ground your packs, stack your weapons and put that heavy Kevlar helmet on top of your pack. The soft cap never felt so good.

It's 7:45 a.m. as the company forms around the half-size replica of the Marine Corps Memorial. The Felix de Weldon statue depicts the flag raising on Iwo Jima. You are called to attention and a color guard marches out and prepares to raise the flag on the sculpture. But first, the chaplain speaks a few words. He thanks God for helping you through the Crucible. He mentions all the difficulties you have surmounted, and he prays you will be worthy of the honor you are about to receive.

When he finishes, the first sergeant speaks. He tells you about the Marine Memorial and says you are about to join an elite company. The sculpture depicts real men -- four Marines and a Navy corpsman. The first sergeant tells you to never besmirch their memory.

The color guard raises the flag, and then your drill instructor begins passing out the eagle, globe and anchor. He passes you the emblem, shakes your hand and says "Good work, Marine."


Can you just imagine going thru this? How amazing it would feel? How hard it really is? It is truely amazing. I love what my daughter is doing for our country.

What's In A Name

I was reading someone elses blog today. They mentioned how they are not thrilled with their name. Hmmm....? Other people do not like their name either? Now I feel so much better.

I am on the freaky side of not liking my name. I for the life of me can not figure out what my parents were thinking. When I ask them this question neither one of them can tell me WHY? They don't remember how I got my name. That just reinforces the randomness and no thought process to my naming. They can not even say "oh....I just liked the way it sounded." What the heck? Did they pick the name out of a hat? Was I that special?

I HATE even saying my name. It sounds so harsh. No femininity at all. Just harsh sounds. Dull even. I don't even like saying it to other people with the same name. It sounds weird coming out of my mouth.

I will avoid saying my name loudly at all costs. When someone introduces themselves I mumble my name. That usually causes them to say "what?" Great! Now I gotta say it again. Uhg!

To remedy this horrid sound coming out my mouth. I make up an alias. Especially in a restraunt where they ask "What's your name" so it can be announced loudly for everyone to hear. How embarrasing. I used to use whatever name I could think of at the moment. In later years one name always came to mind. JENNI. Yes, I hide behind my daughters name.

Barista: "What's your name/"
Me: "Jenni"

At which point my friends (that don't know me well) look at me with this crazy look on thier face. I just grin and say "I always give a fake name." They all think I am wierd. Of course for the places I frequent they get real confused if I give them a credit card and it has my real name. Then I really need to explain why the two differnt names. Sometimes it is more hassel than I need.

But......Whats in a name really?.......

Love,

Jenni

Made me Laugh

You Are a Mai Tai

You aren't a big drinker, but you'll drink if the atmosphere is festive. And when you're drunk, watch out! You're easily carried away.

What Mixed Drink Are You?

Oh yea baby! I couldn't think of what to blog this morning. So I found a little test to take. Though I do not drink Mai Tai's I have to say the description is SO ME!!!! It made me laugh. There are a few people out there that can attest to this. Brenda being one of them. I think she is the only current friend I have who has seen it. I tend to have a REALLY good time when I drink. I don't drink often mostly because I am usually a little embarrased the next day. Go figure!

I dare you to take the test and see what drink you are.

More Layouts

So Loving this picture of Jen and the Layout. Usually not my colors to work with but it turned out great. Question: Should I color the edges of the ghost letters or leave them the way they are?

I really struggled with this Layout. Something is lacking. Got any suggestions?

Cake

Last night I went to my first cake decorating class. The instructor was a little frazzled but we learned. She showed us how to make Buttercream icing from scratch. Now I know how it stays so white. Then she showed us how to frost a cake the correct way. Hmmmmm. I always wondered how it came out so good when other people did it. We played a little with the decorating bags. When I say play I meant play. 5 of us all squeezing frosting onto the same cake at the same time. It turned out pretty ugly. I wish I had my camera. THEN...........we got to eat it. It was sooooo yummy. Next week.....I have to take my own cake and frosting to learn some technique. So fun...

Uploaded some layouts on SIS this morning. Sometimes I hate sharing my work for fear of not being liked. I need to do something different. My style is lacking latley. I wanna be Nikki. Her style ROCKS.....

A New Layout

Here is a new layout for you to enjoy. I wish I could say I designed it. I lifted it from a add in a magazine. Different papers and I added stitching. I like it.

Saturday was my first crop back at the Scrappery. We had a really great group of ladies and one man. There were 10 of us. I got to meet Sylvia and Joy from The Pixies on Two Peas. Really fun ladies. Sylvia had me laughing all night. Linda B. got to come. Have not seen her at a crop in a long time so that was great too. I do enjoy her company. The rest of us were pretty much regulars off and on. It was tons of fun and great to be back with everyone.

Yesturday I could not wake up for nothing. I woke up once when Matt made me a PB&J sandwich. I ate it with my eyes half closed then right back to sleep. Finally woke up about 6pm. Made dinner, watched Big Brother, and then a movie with Jen. Then right back to sleep for the night about midnight. I hate when the day gets wasted like that but I must have needed it.

hahahahahahah!!!!!! Michael just came into the store.....I made him take the finger test. He is the Middle Finger. I am laughing so hard right now. Why does this NOT surprise me? ROFLOL...... I know it does not surprise you too. AND he agrees with it. That makes it even funnier......

What Finger are YOU?

Something fun for today. I never thought about what finger I might be. As I took the test I was a little afraid I would be the middle finger. Ok, I was a lot afraid. But NO, I am not the middle finger. Seems I am the index finger. Is that why I am always tying notes to my purse? Because it's just silly to tie string to your finger these days? Hmmmmm.......

You Are the Index Finger

You are ambitious, driven, and capable. You aren't afraid to take responsibility for your actions - or place the blame on whoever deserves it. You are honest, free thinking, and objective. You see things in your own way - and you aren't afraid to let everyone know about it. You get along well with: The Thumb Stay away from: The Ring Finger

What Finger Are You?

So In Love

I am so in LOVE with this layout. So FUN! It started out as a pre printed transparency. I added tons of buttons, (my favorite embellishment by the way), and some printed paper. Turned out so great. And, it was soooo easy. I am going to have to use more of these from Autumn Leaves.

I had to work yesterday while Nikki and Brenda got to scrap. I wanted to be there but that is OK. I will be scrapping Saturday.

I am really excited about my first day back at The Scrappery (our local Scrapbook Store). The new store is so cute and bright. I will be there until midnight as we have a crop going. So fun.

My Fourth

I love these shoes. Jennifer loves these shoes. Matt absolutely HATES them. When Jen first got them he swore he would not be seen in public with her if she wore them. He has gotten over that little moment. She wears them all the time. They are just too cute don't ya think. Journaling: "Jennifer and I both love the leopard print shoes. Sooo Cute! Matt hates them! Men have No fashion sense." (YES, I know I spelled sense wrong on the Layout. It's Nikkie and Tina's fault)

Miracle of all miracles. Matt actually volunteered to do a photo shoot with Jen. AND he admitted to having a good time. He hates photos. He refused for the first 1 1/2 years of their relationship. It used to really bother her. Now it's all good. He is begging me to go to Sonora with them so I can take more pictures of them. My how things change. Journaling: "Matt hates to take pictures. He avoides cameras. He did volunteer to do this photo shoot with Jen. Miracles do happen."

These are the layouts I did on July 4th, 2007. Tina came over and we just scrapped all day. We had sandwiches and guacamole for lunch. Dinner was London Broil and corn on the cob with a pasta salad. The London Broil was so flipping yummy. Then for desert Tina made a Key Lime pie from a recipe she got from Linda. I can not tell you how mouth watering yummy it was. I am so lucky she left the pie here for me to enjoy.

Nikki came over with Toby (her handsome min pin) to say hi. Toby had on his fourth of July hat. So so cute. He hates it though. They stayed for a bit before she had to go home. Ron was making her dinner.

I had a great day. Tina and I laughed and just enjoyed spending time together. We did not even turn on the TV or radio all day. Just a quite day in the neighborhood.

I hope everyone else had a perfect day too.

What Kind of Dessert Am I

You Are Tiramisu

Light and lovely, you pack a punch. You never overwhelm... but you always leave a lasting impression.

What Dessert Are You Most Like?

Ok. Not so sure that really describes me but I will go with it. What kind of Desert are you? I challenge you to find out and post it on YOUR blog. Let me know you did it so I can go there and check you out.

The ONE.

So FINE.....I am going to cave and show you a picture of the ONE. The dress of all dresses. Our absolute favorite. I can not believe I am doing this. I really hope Matt does not cheat and look on here.

Ok, ready...........


HA.......and you thought I was not being very smart. Gottcha!

PS.....it's Brenda's fault. She told me to do it.

Dresses, Dresses, Dresses

Dress shopping is an adventure. A exhausting adventure. This is the first dress Jen tryed on. She liked it a lot. We told her to hang on she will like others even more.

This was my favorite. The clear beading on it was stunning. Unfortunately she did not like it so much. Red is a very popular color this season. I think every bride there tried this dress on.

Now THIS one she absolutely LOVED. She looked like a princess. Too bad is was $1000.00. Clearly way above the budget Uncle Michael gave us. So she got that out of her head right away.

She totally loved this one too. This was in the running for THE ONE. She just had a hard time deciding.

This is the dress she liked the best online. But after she tried it on she decided it was not as beautiful as the one we ended up getting. All in all we had a great time but towards the end, she got hungry and grumpy. REALLY grumpy. Oh and by the way, mother of the bride dresses are ugly. Seriously. I don't know what I am going to do. Not only am I the mother but I will be her minister too. Wish me luck.

And People Wonder

I called my dad a couple nights ago to give him some exciting news. This is how the conversation went.
Me: What are you doing.
Dad: Oh, I am standing outside the bathroom, your moms taking a shower. When she is done she is going to call my cell phone to let me know she's ready to get out. Then I gotta go to the office to get the lady to check the bathroom and make sure no one is in there so I can get your mom out."
Me: (confused) "Where the heck are you?"
Dad: We're camping. Been gone for a month"
(now the whole thing made sense. I couldn't figure out what he was talking about. My mom is really sick, so he has to help her do things.)
Me:"Oh, well I have two bits of really great news."
Dad:"What?"
Me:"Ok, well, Jennifer (my daughter) is getting married."
Dad:"Really? I knew that. I dreamed it."
Me: "no you didn't."
Dad:"yes I did"
Me:"no you didn't!"
Dad: "yes I did. September right?"
Me:'how did you know that?"
Dad: "I told you I dreamt it"
Me: "No, you didn't"
Dad:"Yes I did. Whats the other news?'
Me:"Oh, Jennifer just joined the Marines."
Dad:"I knew that too."
Me:"How?"
Dad:"I dreamt that too."
Me:"No you didn't"
Dad:"yes I did"
Me:"No you didn't"
Dad:"yes I did. I dreamt she joined the armed forces. Marines or Navy."
Me:" no you didn't"
Dad:"YES, I did."
Me:"no you didn't"
Dad:"yes I did. I gotta call you back in case your mom is trying to call me. Be sure to tell Jennifer I dreamt all that. She will think it is weird."
Me: "Ok, call me back and I will tell her."

We hang up. Jennifer comes home from a very long day. I had dinner ready. While we are eating the conversation goes like this.

Me:"Oh my gosh Jen. You wont believe it. I called Grandpa Young tonight. I told him about you getting married and the Marines. He said he knew and that he DREAMT it all. Isn't that the weirdest thing ever?"
Jen:(as her head pops up to look at me.)"What!"
Me:"yea, I know, too weird. Grandpa dreamt the whole thing!"
Jen: (she smiles and shakes her head) "MOM, I told him."
Me:" WHAT!"
Jen:"I told him."
Me:"When? You NEVER call your grandpa?"
Jen:"A couple weeks ago."

I just stare at her and then it hits me.......he was pulling my leg the whole time....He actually got over on me AGAIN....I couldn't believe he did that. Then Matt pops up and says...

"NOOOOWWWW I know where you get it from"

I still can't believe he can do that to me after 46 years. Now I gotta think of a way to get him back the big brat. The worst of it is.....I ALWAYS believe him. I should know better by now.